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Alliance Barracks

There are no cells here. In order to meet the needs of war, many small cages were built in the camp. But no one thought that the first person to be imprisoned was not an orc, but a human.

The people around him pointed at him, sarcastically, puzzled, and mocked him, but Nathanos didn't care. His thinking had already floated to the foggy sea. Any sailor knew that it was not suitable for sailing in foggy weather, but they ignored the fact that the sea surface of foggy weather was very calm, and the tribe only needed to move towards the direction pointed by the compass to reach southern Lordaeron. Nathanos felt a little nervous in his heart. He was not worried that he would be locked up for a long time. This cage and the guards outside could not trap him at all. He was now afraid that some deviations in his speculation were

The tribe may act in advance. If he took advantage of the late night of the previous day, the sound of the sea tide slapping the reefs can just cover up the sound caused by the oars, and he will be in the center of the fog the next morning. If the tribe is fast enough, Nathanos immediately opened his eyes when he thought of this. He understood. He wanted to get up, but when he saw himself in a cage, he could only shake his head helplessly. He looked at the soldiers resting around him. They had just finished training and were very lazy. It seems that the wrong conclusion that the tribe would not attack in a short time has spread among them.

‘The league will be defeated.’ Nathanos looked solemn, who else could he expect now?

"Who!" Nathanos asked vigilantly. No one was around, but Nathanos felt something approaching.

"Nathanos!"

"Leiren?" Nathanos looked in surprise in one direction, there was nothing there, but the other party's voice came from that direction. "What's going on with you?"

"This is found from your clothes. Lord Uther gave me your stuff to keep. Fortunately, you are an alchemist and can refine this kind of invisible potion. I don't know how long this can last, but I can meet you under Grey's nose. I heard others say that you were locked up because you trespassed into the military camp. Is this true?" Leren said softly, and then looked at the surrounding situation again.

"It's too late to explain. The potion I developed can only last for thirty minutes." Nathanos shook his head and asked, "Leren, do you believe me?"

"Of course, you have your own reasons for doing anything, and I believe they must have misunderstood you."

"Very good." Nathanos's heart once again ignited hope, and he said to Leren: "I want to teach you a task, but this task is beyond your responsibility, and it is very likely to ruin you and me, but the soldiers in front of us can survive."

"It sounds incredible, what do you want me to do?"

"Let's go back to Lordaeron now, pretend to be the messenger of Lothar, and let King Terenas send reinforcements as much as possible to come here."

Nathanos's words shocked Leren, who was invisible, and he replied in a trembling voice: "This is treason, Nathanos, I..."

"Please!" Nathanos said gritting his teeth. He never asked others for help, but his friends were already shaken. Leren heard Nathanos say these three words for the first time, and he also knew that Nathanos needs someone to believe him now. The two fell into a brief silence. Nathanos knew that Leren had not left, and he could still hear the other party's breathing.

"Please," he said the second time, his tone more tactful than the first time, with more expectations.

"Okay!" Leren agreed, Nathanos breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, I will bear all the consequences."

"Is there anything else except what you want me to do?"

"No, but you have to bring reinforcements two days later." Nathanos said at last, and heard very light footsteps. "Go away, someone is coming."

The cage fell into silence, and Leren left Nathanos before he focused his eyes on the visitor. The tall figure of the other party looked down at him, with a touch of playing smile on his lips.

"How does it feel?" Aurelia's voice was still as pleasant as she came. She showed more charm as she took off her cloak, but Nathanos had no time to appreciate it. He closed his eyes again, thinking about whether Leren could succeed.

When the female elf saw Nathanos, she refused to answer herself and continued: "Marrior Losa has forgiven your fault, little devil. I am the same, but you question Quelselas's ranger's behavior must be punished. Do you know that you are wrong now? If you apologize to me, I will immediately ask Marsrior Losa to let you out."

Nathanos remained silent. His attitude made Aurelia a little angry, but the female elf did not get distracted. She bent down and looked at Nathanos in a straight line.

"Stubborn guy, then I'll ask you another question." Aurelia said, taking out something and shaking it in front of Nathanos. "Where did you get this kind of bow and arrow?"

With the familiar smell, Nathanos opened his eyes, and Aurelia was holding the arrow in her quiver.

‘Didn’t Lerenn say that I’m leaving my stuff to him for safekeeping? What’s going on?’ He only looked at it, but didn’t say a word.

"This kind of bow and arrow is only available in Quelcelas, or only my sister. This is the bow and arrow blessed by the Fengxing family's sacrifices and sacrifices, and I know it very well."

Her sister Nathanos recalled the masked female elf, her flexible body hidden under the light blue cloak.

"Have you met my sister? Sylvanas?" Aurelia tried to ask.

Sylvanas Windrunner, the female elf is no longer mysterious in front of Nathanos. But it seems that she did not follow Aurelia's troops to come here. He has seen with his own eyes how Sylvanas faces a troll team, so Aurelia should be as powerful as her. The gradually impatient mood of the female elf in front of him makes Nathanos doubt whether this is true. But one thing is, Aurelia's inner anger makes Nathanos very happy, and even a smile can't help but show a smile on the corner of his mouth. Of course, this cannot escape Aurelia's eyes. She cut off the bow and arrow in her hand with force.

"A stubborn, self-righteous little devil." The female elf cursed: "The facts will prove how stupid you are."

She left.

Fact? The truth is that war is about to fall into here, but no one except Nathanos realizes it.

"You must hurry up, Lerain."

On the Sea of ​​Mist

Tonight, no other movement was heard on the sea, but there was a huge danger lurking in the shadows. Hundreds of small transport ships were driving rapidly, carrying orcs and trolls, who had not yet reached the northern waters.

"I can't believe you will march like this." Red whispered behind the chief. Orgrim asked all soldiers to keep quiet in this operation, and only the sound of the tide could be heard on the sea, that is, the sound of their rowing must be covered.

"Are you questioning your leader, General Red?" Orgrim looked at the sea and asked slowly.

"I have no right to question you, the chief. But I doubt your decision, why don't we go on land so that we can use shipbuilding resources to make more siege equipment."

"Zujin told me that after the burning plain there will be a wetland and rugged plateau, which is not conducive to bringing engineering equipment to the north, and humans must have thought we would go to land and they would be prepared."

Red thought for a while, nodded, and then asked, "Then why don't we capture the Iron Fort first to stabilize our rear?"

"The city's strength is beyond my imagination. When we conquer Lordaeron, we will come back to gnaw this hard bone."

Red frowned, he reluctantly accepted this statement, but he was still the most worried and puzzled in his heart. He took a step forward and asked Orgrim: "Chief, why don't we wait for our steel warship to be built before we embark on an expedition? You must know that our warships can carry thousands of warships and have powerful firepower. If we encounter the Navy of Kurtiras, we can definitely defeat them, but now, we only have transport ships, and all the soldiers involved in the operation are only a few thousand, and once we are discovered, we have no power to fight back at sea."

Orgrim sneered twice and replied, "You're right, Red. This operation sounds like suicide, but think about it, if we suddenly arrive at Lordaeron at this time, the alliance must have not yet improved their defenses. With these thousands of soldiers, we can not only give them a heavy blow, but also establish positions for our follow-up troops. The heavy fog tomorrow will give us enough cover to prevent us from being discovered."

"You have planned this action long ago?"

The Hammer of Destruction nodded, "I thought about it when Zujin told me that the fog would rise on the sea. I deliberately exposed the project of the Horde Fleet to the sluts of the Alliance to appreciate, making them mistakenly think that we would not attack in a short time, but they could not have thought that we would trade with the goblins and get these transport ships from the hands of those small men with gold coins." Orgrim smiled, as if he had seen the victory.

"Is Hellscream ready?"

"He has been unable to wait any longer, the Hammer of Destruction." Red replied: "Only one hundred warriors came from his War Song clan, and just transporting their wolves was used to transport ten ships."

"He promised me that sailing on the sea would not affect the power of those beasts, and that the War Song clan would act as a pioneer."

"This is a big bet, the chief."
Chapter completed!